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what artist/band makes you the proudest mary for hailing from your hometown? anyone in church, at the PTA, by the yard sale, or from granny's old tales whom you especially want to namecheck? i have no real answer to this question myself but, if you asked me in the last thirty three days, i would have said Moscow Olympics.
i found these Pinoy tweegazers on the Internet rather than through the neighbors (i don't actually know my neighbors). (the only other time this happened with me was in the late '90s when i learned online that Pinoy indie band The Pin-up Girls got signed by Sutton Records.)
it would seem the five-piece debuted in December with a 7" (Still/Talk Like This) through Sweden-based Fraction Discs ]www.fractiondiscs.se[ and followed it up with a 7-track EP (Cut the World) out in June via Lavender Recordings ]www.lavender.se[ also based in Sweden. Darla distributes them in the US and Apple Crumble in Japan, among others.
more here:
www.myspace.com/moskva80
www.myspace.com/lavenderrecordings
Still got Moscow Olympics some Internet press (push the red button now, if not already) and the fuller release has been able to sustain Internet-age listeners' attention span.
i heard Sarah Records and The Radio Dept. at first listen, but the more amazing thing was the music eventually brought me back home, to a time and a scene i lived first-hand. late '80s: Manila is having its first taste of (the wide distribution of) CDs. early '90s: Loveless (My Bloody Valentine) and This Buried Life (Medicine) are probably my first imported music ever. almost mid-'90s: Manila is having its first taste of (the wide distribution of) the Internet; i am drooling at the unprecedented sight of CDs of Popsicle, Cinnamon, My Friend The Chocolate Cake, and heaps more on display at record stores, years before Tower Records would institutionalise our music shopping. i heard all those and Dean Wareham, too. (a few more listens and i might've heard my mother's cooking.)
it's always perversely thrilling to see my country be put on the map, with good reason; it rarely happens, on both counts. i liked them first before i discovered they were brown bruthaz and once i did Moscow Olympics made me feel proud in their own little way, just enough to make me want to wear my flag - not in any Amorican way, mind - while being an adopted daughter of Brangelina's adopted son's country.
Hello, MOG. I am caught up in the real world at the moment. After complaining incessantly about how much it sucks that I live where I work, despite that no one forced me into the situation, and doing nothing about it for a year, work is finally complaining back. That is, work is kicking me out. Because my big little bedroom needs to be converted to a meeting room. By Saturday.
I should be complaining. (Right, done that.) What's the deal with the one-week grace period, right? But I secretly think the universe and I have an understanding that I'm one of those people who don't move, as it were, unless it sends an earthquake my way, while I'm standing on a fault line. Even though I believe I am intuitive enough to pick up on subtle hints it drops in front of me, I know I need to be screamed at when it comes to real important matters, just to be sure I don't sit still and wait to die. So, yeah, the need to move in one week is not surprising me.
Before I go on any further, I should mention that I'm not being fatalistic, I'm only being Asian. Around here, no one bats an eyelash when one so much as talks about ghosts or past lives or imaginary conversations with the universe (in which it actually talks back). It's like you have to think Chinese to truly appreciate the extent of the humor of Chinese movies or instant noodles. So please put this post in perspective, although the biggest mocker in comments will get a telepathic reward. I can't tell you what it is but I can beam it to ya.
Hit the red button now. It is dedicated to the week I'm having.
Over the weekend, I dropped my weekend activities, namely, mogging, to figure this out. A little miracle happened. The third phone call I made to a realtor got through, and the apartment in which I was interested was available for viewing right there and then. I had a real good feeling about it and when I got to view the apartment it wasn't what I wanted. I walked out of there feeling down, but then I became aware of where I was: at the exact same street where stands my favorite cheap hotel, where I've spent overnights when the workplace drove me crazy. I could see the hotel three buildings from where I stood. I knew then what to do.
Exploring is creepy cool, huh? I had fun with Mixwit Sunday night and put together very randomly these songs I was amused to find there. More on Mixwit at the bottom of the post and in comments. (Scroll down real quick and hit play for some background music and jump back here.)
Today I confirmed with Admin that I can self-efface by Thursday night, as requested. I have called my favorite cheap hotel to announce that I shall be staying with them for a month while I am looking for a new place; I asked for a discount and got one, too. Everyone is stoked by this brilliant plan except my best friend in Cambodia, who thinks I will never ever leave that hotel now. He's probably right.
From now until the night of moving, it's color by numbers for me in terms of packing and dating realtors. I've made sure this post is just long enough that you are all swearing off my everpresence by now and I can disappear and be back in time when you all start missing me, with a new story about my new crib, no doubt. I hope this post was worth your while; I stuck lots of music in between all the love handles.
Of course, it isn't completely fun without a fun ending so here goes. Last Saturday night, disheartened by the apartment I viewed, yet undecided on what to do, I came home feeling like I had to start practicing being homeless. And like the climactic twist in a Bollywood movie, the world's loudest Khmer music blaring from the world's loudest speakers roused me from my ruminations. It turned out there was a wedding next door, and I do mean right next to the bedroom from where I am being banished, and guess fucking what? That wedding has been going on for two days and three nights now. I swear to you I haven't slept well since. If that isn't the universe screaming at me to move out, I don't know what is.
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my mixwit mix up there, if you haven't already clicked it:
movement in the key of now
King Missile - Jesus Was Way Cool *i really wanted Martin Scorsese but it isn't available
Whale - Hobo Humpin' Slobo Babe
Emperor Penguin - Disco Party In The Castle Of Love (Tonight)
Another Sunny Day - You Should Be Murdered
Superdrag - Do The Vampire
Cowboy Junkies - Blue Moon Revisited (Song For Elvis)
random things i thought i'd find and didn't: Garageland, Salad, Howlin' Maggie, Haywood
i did find Heavenly, Olive, Supreme Beings of Leisure, Kosheen, The Dismemberment Plan
Good luck with the flat hunting -- I'm on a short break too.
See you very soon and thank you for the music!
Well I don't know whether to comiserate or congratulate ou on the eviction...I'll just throw some vaguely related music at you then...
another dude calling my attention this year, Dublin-based Mike Slott is better known as the producer / engineer half of Heralds of Change (the other half being Hudson Mohawke, or just Hud Mo) but he also records solo under his own name or is credited as Slotkavic. his label, All City, says he comes from a family of musicians including a father who is "the first major jazz signing in Ireland". (Fluxy, ever went to skool with a Slott?)
i caught the second in his 2x7 Beatstrumental series of 7's, out this year, both songs posted on here, low-key aural curiosities that are playful but inexcessively so.
if you're liking the sound of the mp3s, you must watch this:
Lunice x Mike Slott - Soul Investigators
linkage:
http://www.myspace.com/mikeslottbeats
http://www.myspace.com/heraldsofchange
Boomkat has these nice things to say about the latest 7": "[Knock Knock] introduces the man with a studied Dilla style beat execution constructed from loooow slung beats, pitched right down thurrr for a wickedly syrupy psyche effect while he lets his fingers do the talking with some jazznautical key riffs and dusty piano loops to provide a perfect early evening blur. [My Light Bridge] on the underside will initially cause a lot of [33 or 45?!] confusion but once you've settled into the swing-lo vibes you're in for another blinder, with the beats pitched so low and slow that each drum sound and shuffle is exposed to the light allowing glints of wild driven synths to glisten through in technicolour glory making for an engrossing rhythmic prospect that dazzles and shines with each rotation."
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the album tag up there (and down here) should read: Knock Knock / My Light Bridge 7"
Definitely catching my curosity! I dig this guy! The funky quirky sounds really make it less jazzy but there's still a sweet flow goin on.
Esp liked "My Light Bridge" too! Thanks poe, I'll get some of this! : )
you gotta watch out for the dudes ....
Mellow stuff here... really diggin it. Thanks Poe
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farther to the homefront, i am settling nicely in my cheap hotel, which i shouldn't as i'm not supposed to stay here forever. i am still scarce online - sorry, Trusteds, for not checking in on your posts just yet.
don't really think about bands that way - pride in the hometown - just dig the music or don't... interesting though, let me think about this one...